To take a retreat. To have time to forget time. To be among redwoods and fir, and to hear the insects buzz against bark. To let the worries subside. To enjoy friendship and food, the deer that seems unafraid of me, the meditation room where I write, the sunset that blazes in pink and in pale blue. Ah. This helps me remember, reflect, restore my soul. Thank you, thank you.
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